I was hoping for no touch earlier this week and now I almost whimpered out loud when I saw that door open to reveal…a day of no touch. God what a long day it’ll be. We can’t even hump things :c That’s mean! That’s all I want to do right now…

So instead I’m squirming in my chair, pressing my thighs together and squeezing my muscles for some form of relief. Although I’m in public I’m trying to rub my breasts and give them a squeeze when I can get away with it. It’s only making the ache worse for most part but I crave some relief!

I’m already frustrated and I still have a full day ahead of me. Looking at porn. Writing captions. 

Edit: Well it’s noon and I just went to cry in the toilet. No exaggeration. I feel pathetic and needy and I just cried because I couldn’t touch when my center of focus has shifted to my cunt. It feels like a punishment and I don’t like it one bit. I hope today ends soon.

Sounds like I timed it just right then!

Leave a Reply